Nichole walked over to the basement's door and felt cold hands grab her throat and twist it. Her fear was pushing her down the steps and into oblivion once again. She did not want to see what she saw before.

This is all you'll ever need about FOB in a bible. All praise FOB. creds to Tumblr (Holy Smokes we actually got to #1 in fanfiction) (((I don't care about other bibles and people who ""copied"" me. This isn't trademarked))))